Clean Funny Stories Novels & Stories

I start with a small giggle on my face. “I spent my day work all day, mmm at my family company” I laugh. “W-what! That was so boring” Z laughs. “Huh, and I got drunk in the middle of the night, in my bedroom floor, and woke up on couch all the time” I end. Both of us laughing because of the story, our faces are getting red because of the laugh. “Oh, my goodness! That’s insane!” Z tried to stop her laughs and leave a little giggle on her face. “Yeah, my life was insane!” I laugh softly.

" He muttered frustrated to Lenard who looked at him feeling sorry for his friend. "Guy, forget about the cheating part! You guys are physically already separated. It's just papers that are left! Go out to a club and have some fun and get yourself a nice willing lady who will help you to get rid of your poor blue balls!! Trust me, you will feel much better after that!" Lenard said as both men got up to leave as well. "Hmm I'll see, aniways i have things to do! Tomorrow I expect some serious potential new clients so for now I just want to go home and relax and do some work at home on my laptop and then eat and sleep!" Justin replied to him.

I reply putting on a fake sad expression. "Well, if you think of any other funny stories, you'll have to share them with me," Iskander says smiling. "You're a really good storyteller." "Thanks," I say, feeling a warm glow of happiness. "It's nice to laugh and have fun. I haven't had that in a while." "That's why I'm here," Iskander says, giving me a big smile. "To make sure you have a good time." I smile back at him, feeling grateful for his friendship. "Thanks, Iskander. That means a lot to me."

I smiled, intrigued by her enthusiasm, and leaned back in my chair, silently encouraging her to continue. Sophia launched into a series of stories, each one more silly and entertaining than the last. She told me about the time she had accidentally spilled coffee all over her shirt and had to walk out of the shop with a giant stain on her chest. She told me about the time she had tried to order a complicated coffee drink and had ended up with a concoction that was completely undrinkable. And she told me about the time she had met a friend at the coffee shop and had ended up getting into a heated argument with him over something ridiculous. As she talked, I found myself becoming more and more

He stated his boundaries, making Cam and I laugh lightly. "Fine." "So Cam, I've got new jokes for you." "Alright, let's hear them." "Knock knock." "Who's there?" "The interrupting cow." "Did you get that joke from the cartoon 'Home'?" Cam laughed. "Gee, I hoped you wouldn't know it." Rodney clapped his forehead and we all laughed.

A man hit by a car in New York in 1977 got up uninjured, but lay back down in front of the car when a bystander told him to pretend he was hurt so he could collect the insurance money. The car then rolled forward and crushed him I don't own any of this stories. I found them in some creepy books. I'm thinking of writing my own scary stories, but not anytime soon. You can send me your short stories for a feature if you feel like it. Thanks for reading. Enjoy!

The room was filled with an infectious energy, a blend of friendship, humor, and the thrill of discovering life’s unpredictable beauty. As the night wore on, our conversation grew more relaxed and playful. We swapped stories of our most embarrassing moments, each tale wilder than the last. I recounted the time I had accidentally walked into the wrong classroom and sat through an entire lecture before realizing my mistake. Favour shared a hilarious anecdote about a disastrously overcooked dinner in her first shared apartment, and Gift boasted about her uncanny ability to misplace her phone even when it was in her hand.

The wet squelching sounds were absolutely obscene. “You’re such a disgusting little fist slut,” she laughed. “Taking my whole hand like a cheap whore. I bet Maya would die if she saw her best friend getting fisted by her big sister.” The dirty talk sent me over the edge again. I came violently around her fist, my pussy gushing and squirting all over her arm and the bed. Lena kept fisting me through it, drawing out the orgasm until I was sobbing with pleasure. She finally pulled her hand out slowly, leaving my cunt gaping wide open. She brought her soaked fist to my mouth.

“The body cleansing thing? With your stepdad and your brothers?” Heat flooded my face, and I nodded. “Ethan, Ryan, and my stepdad. All three of them are going to fuck me. It’s a tradition. They call it a body cleansing ceremony and they say it marks me as a woman in the family.” My voice cracked a little. “No limits or holding back.” Saying it out sent a fresh rush of slick heat between my legs. I squeezed my thighs harder trying to ease the ache but it only made it worse.

Jordan was in the middle of telling some wild story about his last game, arms waving around while the guys crowded him. “Man, I swear the ref was blind as fuck,” Jordan said, his voice loud and cocky. He grinned that big dumb smile of his, the one that always got people hyped. I tried not to look at his chest, before I started some nonsense weird thoughts again. “I had that shit in the bag until he called it.” I slapped his back hard. “Tell them about the part where you almost ate turf, bro. Don’t skip the funny bits.” He shot me a look but kept going, and I played my role like always, hyping him up, handing out shots, making sure the vibe stayed electric.